꧁ M u s i c ꧂ DISCONTINUED

10

[Y/N's POV]

Time went by fast. It seemed like nothing was wrong, I mean, nothing WAS wrong. But I didn't think we'd move on from the confession so quickly. I guess I really expected a harsh rejection, well that was a stupid thought. Wilbur's a nice guy, he wouldn't have rejected me harshly.

I still don't know what to think...I mean...It was still a shock to me that Wilbur reciprocated my feelings.

...

After we stopped laughing and calmed down, I asked him a question that's been bothering me the past few hours.

"Wilbur." I started to speak.

"Hm?" He turned to me, and eyebrow raised.

"What are we now?" I asked before letting out a lengthy breath.

"What do you mean?" He replied, confused. He tilted his head.

"Like, I like you, you like me. What are we now?" I laugh awkwardly. It was a stupid question after all.

"I don't know. What do you want us to be?" He replied, adding the follow up question.

"I'm not sure either." I shrugged.

"Well, do you want to date?" He asked, putting his hand on top of mine. My face started heating up. I nodded, smiling.

"It's official then." He grinned.

"God, we're pathetic." I laugh. He nodded, laughing as well. As the laughter died down, so did my energy. I yawned and rubbed my eyes.

"We should probably call it a night." He smiled softly, holding my hand. I yawned again, nodding in agreement.

"Alright then." I watched as he got up.

"Hey, where are you going?" I asked.

"I'm going home?" He laughed slightly, confusion laced his voice.

"Come on, you're here already. Just stay." I mutter. 

I noticed he suddenly got flustered. Again, hard to tell from how little light was in the room.

"I'm literally still wearing jeans and stuff." Wilbur chuckled.

"And?" I cocked my head.

He paused.

"Fine, fine. Sorry if my feet hang off the bed though." He joked about his height. I snicker at the comment. He laid beside me. My eyes slowly lowering, a small smiled plastered on my face. I hear him place his guitar on the floor. Not to be cliché or anything, but as he laid down beside me, our eyes locked. I rested my head in the crook of his neck, I smelled his cologne. It smelled like the first day of spring. 

"Goodnight Will.." I whisper, hugging him close.

"Goodnight Y/N." He whispered back, wrapping his arms around my waist. I shut my eyes tight as the sleepiness took over. Wilbur let out a deep breath, he pulled me closer. I sigh softly and eventually fell asleep.

(Short because my motivation is shit rn :})